Hello all, this is my first story and I'm very excited to see what you guys think!
A/N: I DO NOT OWN THE BOONDOCKS
I met you: a Boondocks fanfic
Narrators Pov
Huey Freeman, 10 year old ex-terrorist and martial arts pro is sitting down on the hill reading Nelson Mandela's biography. He's been living in WoodCrest (or as he and his brother Riley like to call it "WhiteCrest") for a few months and feels very homesick. He has a best friend named Cairo but he moved from Chicago to live in WhiteCrest with his Granddad (Robert J. Freeman) and his brother Riley Freeman ever since their parents were deceased. He's tried making new friends in the mostly white community only to find out that most kids think he's annoying or mean and that most adults think he's just adorable. He felt at loss. He thought coming here would solve their problems and give them a better chance than just being hoodlums but come to find out no one really cares. So he sighed and got up only to be face to face with the beautiful being in the world. She was amazing and her hair was just like his except she didn't look all the way black. Probably mixed. She smiled at him and he felt his face flush, he would've smiled back but he refrained from smiling ever since he moved. For the first time he felt at loss for the right words.
Jazmine's Pov
I look at him and he seems kinda annoyed that im here. That makes me sad. Why would anyone be annoyed by me. I'm adorable! But right now its time to break the ice and make a new friend. So i straighten up, clear my throat, and stuck out my hand. Here goes…..
J: "Hi I'm Jazmine Dubois, it's nice to meet you." He took my hand and shook it while saying,
H: Huey Freeman, same to you."
J: So how old are you?
H:Ten. You?
J: Ten.
H: Why do you live here?
J: Well we moved here from Kansas because of the tornados. I was a little girl then and very quiet so i wasn't scared of any storms or whatever, just the thought of losing my parents made me scared of the tornado. Oh lord, Ive said to much haven't I?
H: Quite a bit but my parents are dead and i live with my grandad and little brother. We moved from Chicago. I miss my best friend though.
J: Oh, I'm so sorry , I hope i didn't offend you by mentioning my parents. But I don't think I have a best friend at all.
H: Oh
J: Yea
H: Well I'll be your friend but not your best friend. I already have one.
J: Oh ok thanks. Well I have to go. My mother's going to preparing dinner in a little bit.
H: Bye
Narrator's Pov
Huey's looks at her and sighs, he didn't tell her he'd be going back to Chicago for one of his granddad's friends. He walked away and down the hill towards his new suburban house. Walking into the house Grandad's chasing riley with a belt and huey felt sorry for leaving that hill in such a hurry. But he's here now so might as well go pack for the funeral. Its gonna be a long day.
Well that's my first chapter, I hope i did good. Ly guys. Smooches!